" Well. . . . you know. . . . I let him do things; like play with my tits, my pussy and my ass. " Have you let him fuck you?" Yes, well he tried to do...it, but his thing can't get hard enough. He won't take that Viagra stuff. He's afraid he might have a heart attack, but if I suck it real good he can get off. That's how I got the i-pod. Do you think I'm bad for doing those things? " Do I look like a fucking preacher? I don't give a shit what you do. That's your business."They sat on the couch. After about fifteen minutes she moaned out loud with her first orgasm. I eased off gently as her body seemed to relax quickly. I easer her leg off my shoulder and started to pull away but she put a hand on my head and pulled my face back into her. “Not done yet; don’t stop,” she gasped. I locked my lips gently over her clit again and began sucking on it. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “Oh, that’s so good, yes, yes, don’t stop,” she groaned. Her fingers snaked through my hair. Susan was so fucking hot with her horny young teenage lovers that she totally blew them away in more ways than one. Blowing them was definitely one tool in her arsenal of sexual skills and she gave awesome blowjobs to all the horny young guys before she let them fuck her. Susan didn't care if the guys she slept with knew she was Eddie's mother or not; if they did, she made them promise that they'd keep their affair a secret. She wasn't sure how Eddie would deal with the knowledge that she'd. It’s killing me.’ As the tears inched towards the corners of Felicia’s eyes, I realized that I had to do something. Yes I was cheating on her but I still cared deeply. We needed to settle this right now before it got out of hand. ‘Hold on.’ I went into the lobby looking for Nikki. She finished her cell phone call then looked up at me expectantly, ‘Hey Brad.’ ‘Can I talk to you in private?’ I knew she would take the bait. Nikki always jumps at the opportunity to spend private time with me. My.